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(A C G E) 2x
E
(A C G E) 4x
F C
Well here lie the remains
E F
Of every girl I've loved
F C
The princesses of heaven and hell
E F
Who thought they knew me well
F C
There goes my wishbone
E F
It calms my crooked friend
F C
Screaming he knew I was dead
E
True right down to the end
A G D
I was in a fury with a judge and with a jury
A G D
You could tell I was a wicked man
A
Well there was no one on the wall
G D
But the stupid and the small
A G D
But they always do the best they can
(A C G E) 4x
F C
Well here lies mother Brown
E F
She always looked so young
F C
I was never too easy to please
E F
Always on my knees
F C
Well there goes my last hope
E F
Here comes my bullet train
F C
Shooting the hole in my head
E
On the wrong right side of my brain
A
I was getting ready
G D
I was shaking, I was steady
A G D
I was pleading to be left alive
A
Well I was digging for the gold
G D
Just waiting to be told
A G D
That my cheating heart would survive
A G D
I was in a fury with a judge and with a jury
A G D
You could tell I was a wicked man
A
Well there was no one on the wall
G D
But the stupid and the small
A G D
But they always do the best they can
(solo)
(A C G E) 4x
F C E F
Well here lie the remains of saving lady death
F C
Her old man streamed up in a hole
E F
Another uneven soul
F C
There goes my last wish
E F
Here comes my audience
F C
Pitchforks pointing my way
E
And it's no coincidence
A G D
I was in a bind of the body and the mind
A G D
And my mother was the last to know
A
When I told her I was runnin'
G D
I was better off a'gone
A G D
And she never even said no, no, no, no, no
A G D
I was never thick but the fall wouldn't click
A G D
So I never had the best excuse
A
You couldn't say that I was best
G D
So they put me to the test
A G D
With a never ending soul abuse
A G D
I was in a fury with a judge and with a jury
A G D
You could tell I was a wicked man
A
Well there was no one on the wall
G D
But the stupid and the small
A G D
But they always do the best they can
A
I was getting ready
G D
I was shaking, I was steady
A G D
I was pleading to be left alive
A
Well I was digging for the gold
G D
Just waiting to be told
A G D
That my cheating heart would survive
(A C G E) 4x
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